Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 807 “Who said so?”

Stella smiled cheekily. “What if you dislike the experience after this round?”

She then began to take a series of photos of him. “I won‘t miss a chance to record how you look like right now.”

She suddenly leaned in on him and said into his ear, “I wonder... if your employees know you‘re completely at my mercy right now?”

Weston fixed his eyes on her. “If ‘completely at your mercy‘ means having my hands tied and photos were taken, I believe that‘s an exaggeration.”

“Oh?”

Stella chuckled. “You don‘t think this is it?”

She glided her fingers across his skin and held his belt.“ The main course is coming right up. Do you still remember the rules I stated?”

She crouched down low, still straddling his waist, and repeated herself, “Don‘t speak, don‘t doubt, and don‘t move.”

A moment later.

Weston looked calmly at Stella, who was fumbling

“You know how to unfasten a wristwatch

but she didn‘t say anything in response, fully

is it

post–opulence, crafted exclusively for him by his personal

countless neckties, cufflinks, and belt buckles,

a second look at those accessories, something she thought was all the same, this belt buckle that Weston

hard tugs and began panicking

moment, a pair of huge hands

still bound by the black and gold tie

did you loosen the

brows, dissatisfied. She stretched

wanting to tighten the knot on the tie again.“ You promised me just now to remain bound and let

and regained the initiative. “Let you do whatever you want? But you couldn‘t

gold tie aside and cupped Stella‘s face in his palms. Then he leaned forward and

his usual aggressive, domineering

to the sudden turn of the

felt like a lone boat struggling to

had come so suddenly

“Weston...don‘t...”